Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Blue Sky, artist - BreyDate of issue: 16.11.2019
Song language: English
Blue Sky |
| Blue, blue sky, on the horizon |
| Blue, blue sky, colored silence |
| When the leaves fall and the grass dies |
| Goodbyes feel like cyanide |
| T-shirt, noose necktie |
| Gone mental, no inkblot |
| I wanna feel right |
| I wanna meet God |
| Close enough that we dapped up |
| Boss prayers in my bible |
| Razor blades in my iPhone |
| Satan is my rival |
| 2001 Mustang with the spoiler |
| American girl riding in the muscle car |
| I was playing Madden when you pulled up in the driveway |
| Yelling, head spinning |
| House rotating, axle sideways |
| When the leaves fall and the grass dies |
| Goodbyes feel like cyanide |
| T-shirt, noose necktie |
| Gone mental, no inkblot |
| I wanna feel right |
| I wanna meet God |
| Close enough that we dapped up |
| Boss prayers in my bible |
| Razor blades in my iPhone |
| Satan is my rival |
| Red, red skies on horizon |
| Red, red skies colored silence |
| Monochrome lights |
| Cityscape nights |
| Wager my fear |
| Engine revved at the light |
| On go |
| Give my soul a rest |
| Weight off my shoulders, baby |
| See me at my best, oh yeah |
| These stars don’t shine |
| If these words don’t rhyme |
| I picture us when we were younger |
| Younger |
| I hope these songs make you stronger |
| Give you closure, composure |
| I’ll never know, I’ll never know, I’ll never know |
| When the leaves fall and the grass dies |
| Goodbyes feel like cyanide |
| T-shirt, noose necktie |
| Gone mental, no inkblot |
| I wanna feel right |
| I wanna meet God |
| Close enough that we dapped up |
| Boss prayers in my bible |
| Razor blades in my iPhone |
| Satan is my rival |
| Blue sky on horizon |
| Blue sky colored silence |
| Blue sky, blue sky |
| 2001 Mustang with the spoiler |
| All-American girl in the muscle car |
| It’s too fast for ya, it’s too fast for ya |
| It always was way, way too fast for ya |
| When the leaves fall and the grass dies |
| Goodbyes feel like cyanide |
| T-shirt, noose necktie |
| Gone mental, no inkblot |
| I wanna feel right |
| I wanna meet God |
| Close enough that we dapped up |
| Boss prayers in my bible |
| Razor blades in my iPhone |
| Satan is my rival |
| Voices from the sky |
| Hear them calling in the night |
| Dancing on a cloud |
| Praying everything alright, alright |
| Alright, alright |
| No clouds in sight, it’s a blue, blue sky |
| Alright |
| No clouds in sight, it’s a blue, blue sky |
| Alright |